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 We'll drink horse bark root beer

 and sit on your back stairs

 and I'll whisper in your hair

in the summer air

in the summer air

 And the sweat will roll down our backs

 and we'll follow animal tracks

 to a tree in the woods

 and a hole in the leaves we'll see

 the bright baby eyes of a chickadee

 how will I know

 how will I know

 how will I know

 how will I know

 And the sweat will roll down our backs

 and we'll follow animal tracks

 to a tree in the woods

 and a hole in the leaves we'll see

 the bright baby eyes of a chickadee

 the bright baby eyes of a chickadee